I wake up in the morning
to a clear sky,
trees are still,
their leaves shy.
A little later,
what I see,
is quite amusing to me
and adds to my glee.
An army of clouds
has captured the sky,
with their wings spread out
I let out a sigh.
I then climb the stairs
to be on the terrace,
No! these aren't going to rain,
so aren't a menace.
A lone airplane from the horizon comes,
makes its way through the clouds,
singing its song, carrying passengers,
it feels proud!
I then turn around
to the other side of clouded sky,
three birds in a trail
("Are they sisters ?"), fly.
The silent leaves
no more remain.
Flowing with the morning breeze,
trees show off their mane.
Towards east I turn,
clouds get an orangish hue,
morning Sun is still their hostage
and is out of my view.
There is a wee bit of a chill in the air,
Weather is on its way to a change
I wonder if it's a regular affair.
Sure, from now on, it's going to be autumn. Nothing strange!
to a clear sky,
trees are still,
their leaves shy.
A little later,
what I see,
is quite amusing to me
and adds to my glee.
An army of clouds
has captured the sky,
with their wings spread out
I let out a sigh.
I then climb the stairs
to be on the terrace,
No! these aren't going to rain,
so aren't a menace.
A lone airplane from the horizon comes,
makes its way through the clouds,
singing its song, carrying passengers,
it feels proud!
I then turn around
to the other side of clouded sky,
three birds in a trail
("Are they sisters ?"), fly.
The silent leaves
no more remain.
Flowing with the morning breeze,
trees show off their mane.
Towards east I turn,
clouds get an orangish hue,
morning Sun is still their hostage
and is out of my view.
There is a wee bit of a chill in the air,
Weather is on its way to a change
I wonder if it's a regular affair.
Sure, from now on, it's going to be autumn. Nothing strange!